1st thing's first - Hello, Hiya, How you doin'?
Ok, formalities over -
I have an interesting story to share about my beloved (though mischeivious) kid. We are at a local store buying a few necessities. Lo and behold there is a room that used to be a pharmacy type thing and the door is closed and the lights are off.
To my son, this clearly means "Enter, there are lots of interesting stuff in a dark room." To everyone else, it means, "Lights off - nobody's home. Go away."
Yes - he did. He tried the door, and it wasn't locked. So i'm sure he's thinking to himself, Hey, it's not locked. I guess that means I can go in."
The moment that door opened an inch we get treated to a blaring security alarm --- at least several hundred, if not thousands of decibals! And rush to the register to escape unnoticed. I don't think it worked though, because we got several dirty looks. "What? That loud annoying alarm? nah, can't hear it. Nuh, uh, wasn't us."
Long story short - he freaks out - big freak out! He feels so bad that even dinner at IHOP (his favorite pancake restaurant) is almost not enough to bring him out of his misery. Notice that yes, I said almost - really, who can resist the buttery goodness mixed with the sweet goopiness of pancakes - from IHOP?
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